David Lacey

Ascend The Throne. - Poem by David Lacey

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Arise, ascend the throne. Accept the crowning of adolescence.

An embodiment of perfectionShe know not the vanity of reflectionUn aware of her beauty she grows ore so each dayBreaking the mould of perfection in modificationHer eyes at a glance seem to dance with theStreetlamps that shine above her shadow